The first snow of the year

By Catherine

The first snow has arrived and it’s way to early. They say it’s going to be a harsh winter here this year and when I look outside my window; I can imagine it. We have over two inches of snow and it’s still snowing. 

Our  cat doesn’t like this, not for a bit. He has been with us now for almost six years, he comes from a shelter and we don’t know how old he was when we got him. They believe he was around two years old and he spent at least one snowy winter outside before he got here. 

In his mind the world outside is always 80F and sunny and he becomes so disappointed when the harsh reality hits him in the doorway. He doesn’t even turn around, he goes into reverse and backs into the house. Half an hour later he is back at the door, looking optimistic; maybe its summer now. 

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Vinden ven med ett öronbedövande ljud runt huset, ett komplext och skrämmande ljud. I bakgrunden fanns ett otäckt susande som aldrig riktigt slutade. I förgrunden knakade och tjöt det i takt med att hela huset skallrade, vilket skapade ett olycksbådande dovt ljud. Vinden fick huset att kränga och vrida sig, som om det försökte skydda sig genom att röra sig i ryckiga kvidande rörelser.

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